15 October 2005 Wellington to Brisbane

Farewells to N and E and and a four-hour flight to Brisbane.

Met by Madame’s aunt (actually only a couple of years older than her) Liz and her friend Marie. Sky overcast. They’ve had a heatwave that’s been pretty unbearable. Well, it’s over now, we thought, and it was.

I have a quick drink at the pub with Liz’s husband Donnie, who works in the construction industry as a contract-checker and hatchet man valued for his tough Glasgow persona. Seems we’ve arrived at a difficult time in his family, so when I get back to the house we  have a light meal and go to bed.  During the night the heavens open.